[HP Comprehensive UK and US] Platinum Stark

"Ai Ai...Alicia?" Harry looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in the room and the unknown creature in her hand with horror.

His aunt's family was entertaining some important people downstairs.

Dobby, who was almost fainting due to shortness of breath, seemed to have taken a stimulant. He stared with surprise, and then remembered an important thing: "Harry Potter, you can't go back to Hogwarts. Anyway, no friends are willing to write to you!"

Dobby's original plan had been disrupted by the sudden appearance of his little master, and he could only shout out his ultimate goal with all his might.

The boy who was called by it rushed forward and tried to cover its mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

Alicia threw Dobby aside and explained expressionlessly, "Don't worry, it won't let anyone else hear it. It's a house-elf that's suspected of being a traitor. It's probably bewitched by something. Your lost letters are all in it. And I tracked it down after I saw it sneaking around."

No matter what happened, getting rid of Malfoy was the most important thing. The next step was to order Dobby to take him back to the manor.

Harry looked at the girl in bewilderment, not understanding what she was saying. What betrayal? What bewitching? What letter?

Wait, letter!

He lowered his head and saw a pile of letters that had been scattered on the ground during the argument between Alicia and the elf. Aren’t the signatures on the letters the good friends he had been talking about for a long time?

"I will find a chance to tell you the rest after my father finds out. Now, Dobby, I order you to take me back to Malfoy Manor." Alicia turned her head after making sure he accepted the letter.

The property was returned to its original owner, and now this matter had nothing to do with her.

Dobby fell in the corner but did not give up. He stood up resolutely, determined to die, and said with his fists clenched: "The first order from the young master is to tell the truth about this matter. Dobby will give priority to the first order from the young master."

Alicia knew very well that the words that could make Dobby go against her intention and insist on telling Potter at this time must not be anything that was in her favor.

"Dobby, I order you to take me back to Malfoy Manor now, immediately, right now." The girl stared at the elf viciously. If someone who knew the situation saw it, they would be horrified to find that her expression at this moment was somewhat similar to that of the young Dark Lord.

House-elves cannot disobey their master's orders at will, otherwise they will punish themselves.

Dobby slammed into the wardrobe, hitting his head again and again: "Harry Potter cannot return to Hogwarts, because someone wants to kill him! The master and Snape discussed this in the study! Dobby is a bad elf... Dobby is a bad elf..."

"Bang!" The girl took out her gun without hesitation, pointed it at Dobby and shot. As she fired, she said coldly, "I told you, it's bewitched. As its master, I have the right to punish it."

Harry, who had received too much information, obviously did not react, but when he saw Alicia took out some weapon, he was really shocked.

Just as Harry was trying to say something, the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs interrupted his thoughts.

In such a tense and urgent atmosphere, he and Alicia looked at each other at the same time, and a strange sense of tacit understanding arose spontaneously.

The next second, a male voice that was obviously lowered in volume but extremely angry rang out: "Kid, what are you doing?"

Alicia covered Dobby's mouth tightly and hid in the closet motionlessly.

Because Dobby was shot in the waist, his blood kept flowing out, and soon, the strong smell of blood filled the entire cabinet.

The girl frowned in disgust and said quickly in a breath, "Use a healing spell."

Dobby couldn't die yet, and she didn't want to be in the same confined space with a constant provider of the smell of blood - she hated the smell of blood.

The simple-minded Dobby looked at his little master hiding in the closet, and a mixture of emotion and guilt surged into his heart.

The little master was a pampered young lady, but now she had to hide here in a miserable state. What did the master's affairs have to do with the little master? She even risked her life to save Harry Potter. Although the little master injured herself with a black object, she must have been forced to do so. Look, she now allows herself to use the healing spell.

Dobby cast the spell with tears in his eyes. Alicia didn't know about the weird imagination of the house-elf, and she was not in the mood to care about that. She was concentrating on thinking about how to "explain" all this to Potter later.

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small theater

Harry: Is there anyone who speaks up for me? I'm really confused.

Dobby: I'm sorry, my little master. He is a good person.

Xia: I'm either brainstorming and fighting with the Dark Lord, or trying to explain inexplicable things to the savior. I'm so tired, Tony, Ineedu!